~ I Dreamt of Your Special Day
Last night, I had a lovely dream
Of you stepping down the aisle
A picture of sweet innocence,
My heart welling up with emotion
In the choosing of your wedding dress.
With love, I folded, tacked and formed
And imagined how you'd wear your hair,
Nurturing inspiration of tenderness
Sometimes making blunders to repair.
I embroidered long with meticulous detail
Pearly beads in delicate folds of lace,
To cherish only one delight
The sweetness of your lovely face.
For as you glided, I dreamt of more
Than embossed satin tulle and
roses at your
Or sparkles in your billowing skirt
For you glowed with sweetest grace.
I pictured beauty in your twinkling glance
And pondered on all that had put it there,
As my heart returned to years before
When you were starting out so fair.
How all the qualities of womanhood
Began so long ago,
In all the happy days of childhood
That you always treasured so.
The laughter that came so natural
Delighting in such simple fun,
All the ways you watched out for others
Just like a little mum.
And how your heart would break
When another was in pain,
Especially when you thought of Jesus
Dying for your everlasting gain.
You never held a grudge for long
For break in relationship was too deep a hurt,
You would seek forgiveness
Then cry, in another lesson learnt.
Gentle was your little heart
With careful choice of words to say,
Always loyal to a friend
For God's way you would obey.
Nurtured by God's love within
I watched your inner beauty grow
Your faith was tested over time,
For His tender grace to glow
He knew what challenges to bring
For His character to shine,
To fashion your heart of loveliness
Ready for this celebration time.
I dreamt of you gliding down the aisle
Now resplendent in God's wedding dress,
I am so grateful for the years we had to share
By your life, we are so richly blessed.
Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems
© 2004 used with permission
If I could reach up and hold a star
for every time you've made me smile,
the entire evening sky would be in the palm of
"Angels, as 'tis but seldom they appear,
so neither do they make long stay;
they do but visit and away."